Irresistible - Lauren Cimorelli

Chapter 4; Loving Closets

F - I'm at your locker, where are you?

I sigh sadly, waiting for Lauren. She isn't here. She must've just left or something. I cross my arms as I fell my phone buzz in my pocket.

L - Now you know how it feels to care about someone and they just leave you waiting in the cold. I hope you realize that I was never at my locker, but you not being the brightest spark, need me to tell you that because you lack common sense. Don't talk to me again, I need to clear my head.

Why is Lauren so upset over me not talking to her? And her insulting me is a bit over the top, my heart is stinging from the text I just read because it hurt me, almost more than I was hurting while I was avoiding her.

"Yo! Sup mah homie!" I hear someone scream as tears well up in my eyes. "Flo-yoyo!" I know it's Mindi, because that's my nickname. But I can't take it anymore. I lean against Lauren's locker before I slowly slide against it until I hit the ground, tears rolling down my cheeks, I wrap my arms around my legs before burying my head in them.

"Shit!" I hear her scream before she races to me, my vision blurred by tears. I'm clutching my phone tightly as I cry against Lauren's locker. 

"What's up? I'll destroy whoever hurt you." I hear her whisper, pulling me into a hug. I cry into her shoulder. 

She then snatches my phone out of my hand, I look up, wiping my eyes only to see her eyes widen and her expression harden. 

"I will kill that cow." She tells me and I force her to the ground, my hands pressing on her shoulders as I hover above her.

"You can't. I love her." I whisper as my tears fall from my cheeks onto hers. 

"Fine but can I talk to her?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because she doesn't want to talk to me. You talking to her will just make it worse...No offence."

"None taken. I have a habit of making situations like these worse."

"It's just not that, she actually told me not to talk to her."

"Oh. Well...You just need to wait and since you're the most impatient person in this school, I suggest you come over after school."

I feel a sense of joy and relief enter my chest and 

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"So like you told her not to sit next to you and after class you said that she doesn't know you, she ran off, cried, told you to talk to her, told you to come to her locker, she wasn't there, she sent you a massive text, told you to leave her alone, you cried and slid down her locker and then I came?"  Mindi asks raising her eyebrows and I sigh heavily.

"Yep."

"What a bitch." 

"Yesterday you liked her." I reply, trying not to get angry at her for insulting Lauren.

"Well, if she hurts you I hate her. Case closed."

"That was not an investigation."

"It's an idiom."

"Oh yeah."

"You're slow sometimes, I swear."

"We've established that before, Mindi. You said that a few years ago. Am I still the slow one in this room?"

"Shut up."

"Make me."

She smiles before I feel my phone buzz.

L - Need to talk to you.

F - I thought you didn't want to.

L - It's not that I don't want to, it's that I need to. Where are you? You're not at home, I know that, so don't you dare say that you are there.

F - I'm at a friends house.

L - Can I come over to their house? Just for a little bit, just so I can talk to you...It won't be long.

F - Um.

"Lauren wants to come over, just so she can talk to me...Is that weird?"

"Yes, especially since I'll be here."

"I know."

"That's a 'yes she can come', Flo."

"Oh, sorry."

"You've never been the best at understanding what people mean when they say something, so I forgive you."

I smile at Mindi and she smirks back.

"Mom! Another girl is coming over so like please don't slam the door in her face!"

L - She said yes. She lives at 54 Holiday Road. Not to far from our house."

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Mindi smiles at me and I smile back, we're sitting in awkward silence as Lauren opens the door to her bedroom.

"I need to talk to you!" She exclaims, charging in.

"Yeah hi, Lauren! Nice to see you! I'm great, how are you?" I tell her sarcastically before she grabs my arm and drags me towards Mindi's closet.

"Oh and I'm Mindi, just in case you were wondering." Mindi chimes in smiling, she knows that I want to kiss Lauren right at this moment. She can see it in my eyes.

"Close your ears!" I tell Mindi before she starts giggling at how much sense my statement made.

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"I'm sorry I told you to go to my locker, I'm sorry I hounded you with questions and I'm sorry I sort of watched you cry and watched Mindi come to your aid." Lauren whispers and I feel myself grow tense.

"You watched me break because you weren't at your locker? How awkward." I mutter back and Lauren's lips grow into a curve. Her perfect lips. I can't help but stare at them because of how desperately I want to kiss them.

"Yeah...But like, we're supposed to be friends. I want you to trust me. That's how you get best friends. I want to be your best friend."

Oh how I want to be more than that.

"And if we're best friends, you have to tell me who you are. Or show me. I don't care. I just need to know." 

"I want to Lauren, I really do. I do trust you but there are certain things I can't tell you."

"But Flo-..."

"'But Flo' nothing. You have to trust me like I trust you. You have to, Lauren. Otherwise we're not going to go anywhere with this friendship, okay? And I want us to be closer I really do, it's just...I don't want to hurt you by doing something I shouldn't." 

After I've let those words slip out, her hand is slowly creeping up my face and her lips gently place against mine. I feel her hand run through my hair and I place my arms on her waist.

She pulls away and blinks a few times.

"Sorry, I just...I don't know what came over me. Please don't tell anyone." Then she opens the closet door and races down stairs.

"What the shits just happened?" Mindi asks, looking at me and I shrug.

"I really have no idea."

"Spill!"

"I wish I could, but I can't. It's classified." I wink at Mindi who pouts.

"You suck!" 

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